"Tesler is just using you."
-Irritated-
"As if I haven't heard that one before." Gorn snarled at the young, lost program who had stumbled into her shop by complete accident. After some lengthy conversations later, Lan had blurted out the insult and it stung Gorn's processor. She didn't imagine it to hurt that much. Spinning quickly in her seat, data splicing tools still in hand, she gave Lan a horrible one-eyed glare.
"He cares about me, believe it or not. He may not know the concept of love, but there is true affection there." Suddenly, she looked worried. Was she just lying to herself? Deciding not to dwell on that thought, Gorn turned away from the young program.













